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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bandplay
Producer
Nick Cavalieri
Engineer
PRE Peezy
Mixing Engineer
Glenn Shick
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Let the band play)
[Chorus]
They be like (What?) woah
That young **** right there cold (Yeah)
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code
****, I put money over hoes
They be like (What?) woah
That young **** right there cold
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah)
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code
****, I put money over hoes (Yeah, over these bitches, uh)
No, these hoes can't get my dough (Can't get my riches)
[Verse 1]
No, these bitches can't get my dough
I'm sippin' on lean by the four
Get a bag, do a show, then I roll
Yeah, I'm ballin', bitch, you know the score (Yeah)
If you're talkin' 'bout money, let's go (Let's get it, yeah, let's go)
Lil' ****, he hot as a stove
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the road
Mr. Glock got your bitch on the go
I see white teeth with diamonds and gold
I see **** hate me on the low
Fuck that talkin', go ahead, drop the low
Fuck that talkin', my ****, let's go
[Chorus]
(They be like— what?) Woah
That young **** right there cold (Glizock)
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah)
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro (Bitch)
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code (Bitch)
****, I put money over hoes
(They be like— what?) Woah
That young **** right there cold (Yeah)
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah)
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code
****, I put money over hoes (Fuck these bitches)
No, these hoes can't get my dough
[Verse 2]
No, I'll never sell my soul
Sell a ho before I sell my soul
Sippin' on Tris, I ain't catchin' no cold
Middle school, Polo to the floor like Dro
High school, gettin' head, yeah, Amber Cole
Bitch, my heart and my watch froze (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
(What?) Woah
That young **** right there cold (Glizock)
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls (Yeah)
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes (Bitch)
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code (What?)
****, I put money over hoes
(They be like— what?) Woah
That young **** right there cold
Uh, ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, I'm ridin' in a droptop Rolls
Yeah, shoutout to my gang, that's bro
I ain't got no friends, just foes
Yeah, and you know I'm stickin' to the code
****, I put money over hoes (Can't fuck with these bitches, uh)
[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah
G-Lock
Written by: Krishon O'brien Gaines, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Nemo Van Der Eecken